Song Of The Flower Xxiii

I am a kind word uttered and repeated By the voice of Nature; I am a star fallen from the Blue tent upon the green carpet. I am the daughter of the elements With whom Winter conceived; To whom Spring gave birth; I was Reared in the lap of Summer and I Slept in the bed of Autumn.

At dawn I unite with the breeze To announce the coming of light; At eventide I join the birds In bidding the light farewell.

The plains are decorated with My beautiful colors, and the air Is scented with my fragrance.

As I embrace Slumber the eyes of Night watch over me, and as I Awaken I stare at the sun, which is The only eye of the day.

I drink dew for wine, and hearken to The voices of the birds, and dance To the rhythmic swaying of the grass.

I am the lover’s gift; I am the wedding wreath; I am the memory of a moment of happiness; I am the last gift of the living to the dead; I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.

But I look up high to see only the light, And never look down to see my shadow. This is wisdom which man must learn.

Happy Friday Mia! 🙂 The last hour in the fourth quarter seemed like it took forever but otherwise it was a good day. Hope your day was good and your evening even better. If I don’t see you after tomorrow I’ll figure you ran off with a cute mechanic. 🙂 So I should probably thank you while I can… thank you. 🙂 xo

You’re welcome, thank you, ha-ha, the final hour! Glad to read “otherwise” it was a good day. Things here were okay. No, I don’t wait for the service, I just drop it off and pick it up later, so I will see you tomorrow. I hope you’re having an enjoyable evening. *Hugs* ❤ xo

Glad to hear that things were okay there with you today and that I’ll see you tomorrow. 🙂 Evening has been okay, I’m not doing much which feels good. Hope you’re having a lovely evening and good luck with the maintenance thing tomorrow. 🙂 *Hugs* ❤ xo